Intro: E  A  Fm  A 

Verse 
      E                       A 
Said I,have'in the hardest of times 
                Fm                            A 
Just staying Between, tween the dips and the dotted lines 
E                         A 
Said this is the hour of dope and hope 
                   Fm 
braided sins with matchbook rope 
                     A 
daring these are the best of days 
E                       A                    Fm 
it's gonna take a little luck,gonna take a little blood 
                  A 
it's a malt cheep wine 
E                   A                  Fm     
cause i don't mind giving up,and just getting drunk 
                              A                     Cm  Bm A 
wasted all my god damn time! 


[Refrão]
A                                          Cm Bm  A 
Honey put on your dress and dance for me 
A                                       Cm  Bm  A 
cause we ain't them kids we use to be 
A                              Cm  Bm   A 
times been crooked to us both 
A 
these are the days, that won't let 
A 
these are the days, that won't let go 

E   A   Cm  Fm  A 

Verse  
E                          A 
maybe find me dead in the street some day 
              Fm                        A 
7 seconds of life they say,7 seconds of heat  
E                           A                         Fm                    A 
out on the avenue all them god damn kids rob all the train racket god damn fun 
E                  A                  Fm 
cause i don't mind giving up,and just getting drunk  
       A 
wasted all my god damn times  Cm  Bm  A  


[Refrão]
A                                        Cm  Bm  A 
Honey put on your dress and dance for me 
A                                      Cm Bm A 
cause we ain't them kids we use to be 
A                             Cm  Bm  A 
times been crooked to use both 
A                                 Cm  Bm  A  
these are the days that won't let 
A                                    Cm  Bm  A 
these are the days that won't let go 

A                                       Cm  Bm  A 
Honey put on your dress and dance for me 

A                                     Cm  Bm  A 
cause we ain't them kids we use to be 
A                          Cm   Bm   A 
times been crooked to us both 
A                                 A 
these are the days that won't let (these are the days that won't let go.)  
A                                  E 
these are the days that won't let gooooo